Roll Up
I remember playing this game when it launched
I know I was crazy insane with the bombs
Back when the teacher would make me
play with the tards
Indeed my fellow brothers we tear the crayons apart
Ay motherfucker don't you complain that you lost
What you thought would happen if you underestimate the boss?
Why the hell is you looking at me like I'm breaking the law?
Blaming me like it's my fault that I've never taken a loss
You suck
Ay motherfucker we taking off
Good luck
Yeah I know that's the shit that you hate a lot
So what?
Motherfucker you ain't gonna get your get-back.
That and who the hell tryna play with somebody this bad
Play with me you bouta get your confidence took
Make you freak out like a whole apocalypse would
I'ma try to get a rise up outta you and now it's working you already took the bait now you is caught on my hook
You the boy that ain't nobody wanna let cook
But ayo brotha listen up I got some input
Why the hell you acting like you ain't a loser everybody knows it that you're fucking dog water, get good
Gotta get on the go
How the hell you control that shit hella slow
Gotta get it together we wanna go kill the foes
And if you die in this shit you won't get yourself any hoes
You better go hit the road
While you can cuz your tank is gonna explode
Just fucking admit it it's hard keeping up with the pro
I don't make any effort look I'm doing the minimal
Obvious it is you're competent
So what is this you're shit do not pretend
You gotta get a bit of common sense
If you wanna win the gift of a success
But you're never getting any better
I'm too hot so whats the point of even having sweaters
I won't ever take it easy I will never let up
We gon roll up on them I know they gonna surrender
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up I don't mean a blunt
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
Yeah I got the ammunition in the trunk
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
Because ain't nobody fucking with them chumps
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
Cuz them motherfuckers nothing but some punks
I know I was crazy insane with the bombs
Back when the teacher would make me
play with the tards
Indeed my fellow brothers we tear the crayons apart
Ay motherfucker don't you complain that you lost
What you thought would happen if you underestimate the boss?
Why the hell is you looking at me like I'm breaking the law?
Blaming me like it's my fault that I've never taken a loss
You suck
Ay motherfucker we taking off
Good luck
Yeah I know that's the shit that you hate a lot
So what?
Motherfucker you ain't gonna get your get-back.
That and who the hell tryna play with somebody this bad
Play with me you bouta get your confidence took
Make you freak out like a whole apocalypse would
I'ma try to get a rise up outta you and now it's working you already took the bait now you is caught on my hook
You the boy that ain't nobody wanna let cook
But ayo brotha listen up I got some input
Why the hell you acting like you ain't a loser everybody knows it that you're fucking dog water, get good
Gotta get on the go
How the hell you control that shit hella slow
Gotta get it together we wanna go kill the foes
And if you die in this shit you won't get yourself any hoes
You better go hit the road
While you can cuz your tank is gonna explode
Just fucking admit it it's hard keeping up with the pro
I don't make any effort look I'm doing the minimal
Obvious it is you're competent
So what is this you're shit do not pretend
You gotta get a bit of common sense
If you wanna win the gift of a success
But you're never getting any better
I'm too hot so whats the point of even having sweaters
I won't ever take it easy I will never let up
We gon roll up on them I know they gonna surrender
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up I don't mean a blunt
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
Yeah I got the ammunition in the trunk
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
Because ain't nobody fucking with them chumps
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
We gon roll up on em
Cuz them motherfuckers nothing but some punks
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Writer(s): Cole Overs
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